OG Senior Bar Crawl...
Oh My Dad....
This will go down as one of the wildest bar crawls the OG has ever seen
I don't even know if i am at liberty to repeat most of the things that happened last night, let alone remember, but i will do my best, and if i am killed for publizing what happened, then call me a martyrer.
Let's start off with the boring - my day was pretty lame to say the least..i didn't wake up to go into work at Coaches, i figured out what the problem with that was - i should really try setting the alarm clock for the correct time - so whatever
Friday, April 28, 2006
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
WNMoviePaty?
Secretaries Day?
why are there so many questions and uncertainties?
what an extremely long day on what wasn't much sleep..not in my own bed. So I woke up, having to fold and therefore finish off my laundry, luckily enough for me, everything was there so I had an entire work uniform with me...
So I went to Coaches, having no time to look for parking elsewhere I went into the garage. The day was long..somehow these two other bitches got cut before me, when we all are scheduled at the same time..and they knew I had to be at the OG at 5..whatever, so I made it known I wasn't taking anymore tables after 4, and in all actuality I was out the door at 4. the rush came quick and left just as quickly, between 1130 and 130 I only had four tables, one was a 10 top and the others had joiners...from that point on I only took one more table before 4...not bad because I ended up walking out with 50...I'll take $25 an hour for the time I did work, it just sucks because there is so much down time...
from there it was onto the OG, which proved to be an interesting night. Everybody was jacked up on something, Leah was hornier than ever, I was in an unusually good mood, and drama was, as always, located somewhere on the floor. I was a 500, but somehow they got me full right before they cut me, which was a little after 9, which made me a closer almost. One of the last tables they sat for me had two sheriff officers in the party, so naturally after I sent the food I got on the mic and announced to the kitchen that table number 422 was for a cop - whether or not they understand doesn't matter, the real effect it had on was the people in the alley...and one of those people just happened to be chase, and he found it extremely funny seeings how that one of the cops at my table was the cop who had arrested him, amazing.
one good thing about being me, is it is good to be me...I naturally was shooting ice cubes across the alley at people, what better way to pass the time than that right? well, one of the ice cubes just so happened to slip a little, and with the movement of person I was aiming at, it nailed her right in the eye, that person, Mindy. As soon as it left my hand and saw her start turning I knew it was bad and I chased after it...of course it was a lot faster than me, but I was there to at least catch the volleys of punches that were to be thrown at me. she told me had it been anybody else she would have gone to a manager and gotten them written up..she hates it when I flick ice cubes so much...but did I learn my lesson..nope, as soon as she left the alley I was right back to it..it's always funny til someone gets hurt..then it's hilarious.
at the end of the night I finally was able to cash in on my free meal Matt had owed me..though when he saw what I ordered he thought I went a little overboard (Chicken alfredo pizza, sub caesar salad, tiramisu, with a boat of alfredo) whatever the total was only like twenty dollars, I've done a lot more damage than that before.i stuck around for just a bit, but I think Matt wanted me out of the building so I left..only to make a stop at the Subway over by my house...I felt bad because the sign was on but when I went in the place was completely cleaned, and there were a little upset to see me to say the least..I was just leaving when they told me it was alright and they ould make me a sandwich..I tried to not be a hastle, but they insisted and I made a quick and simple order, and even tipped the guy for allowing me to have a sandwich 15 minutes before they close..I didn't want to be that guy, but Subway sounded so good, and they talked me into it..even though I had an entire meal in my car...
however, back at my place I took a couple bites out of the pizza, ate some breadsticks, and called it a night for my appetite...soon afterwards TJ and Kourtney arrived...and then so did everyone else, like a train in came Hope, Drapper, Kintz, Leah, and shortly after Gay Mark Johnson...the place was packed. Now I didn't get off that easy..right before everyone marched in I was on the phone with a certain someone..and in light of everyone being over, us not getting to eat dinner together, and he "not" invited to my place she was upset, feeling like an afterthought friend...well I did invite her once everyone showed up..I had only expected the night to be just TJ and myself, but that changed quickly. regardless, out of spite and or principle she opted not to come over, and then I had to leave her and tend to my guests.
somehow the movie we were going to watch changed, and everybody wanted to watch something different..the original movie of the 25th Hour was replaced in the end by Swingers, ironically enough I had just commented on that movie to TJ an hour earlier..the movie was good, of course, minus the people randomly talking about god knows what over the movie, coffee was made, fun was had!
after the movie half the group peaced out..later we revealed to Gay Mark that it was I who shat on his doorstep. it was pretty much downhill after that..ok not really, but we all were getting very very tired, and it was like five in the morning, so we called it a night, everybody departing to their respective places of rest and me still left wondering if I am supposed to keep them as a trophy or just what...K and I have yet to talk and it's just getting awkward now.
"Wait, why does everyone think just because I had my dick in her once before I still talk to her to this day"
Secretaries Day?
why are there so many questions and uncertainties?
what an extremely long day on what wasn't much sleep..not in my own bed. So I woke up, having to fold and therefore finish off my laundry, luckily enough for me, everything was there so I had an entire work uniform with me...
So I went to Coaches, having no time to look for parking elsewhere I went into the garage. The day was long..somehow these two other bitches got cut before me, when we all are scheduled at the same time..and they knew I had to be at the OG at 5..whatever, so I made it known I wasn't taking anymore tables after 4, and in all actuality I was out the door at 4. the rush came quick and left just as quickly, between 1130 and 130 I only had four tables, one was a 10 top and the others had joiners...from that point on I only took one more table before 4...not bad because I ended up walking out with 50...I'll take $25 an hour for the time I did work, it just sucks because there is so much down time...
from there it was onto the OG, which proved to be an interesting night. Everybody was jacked up on something, Leah was hornier than ever, I was in an unusually good mood, and drama was, as always, located somewhere on the floor. I was a 500, but somehow they got me full right before they cut me, which was a little after 9, which made me a closer almost. One of the last tables they sat for me had two sheriff officers in the party, so naturally after I sent the food I got on the mic and announced to the kitchen that table number 422 was for a cop - whether or not they understand doesn't matter, the real effect it had on was the people in the alley...and one of those people just happened to be chase, and he found it extremely funny seeings how that one of the cops at my table was the cop who had arrested him, amazing.
one good thing about being me, is it is good to be me...I naturally was shooting ice cubes across the alley at people, what better way to pass the time than that right? well, one of the ice cubes just so happened to slip a little, and with the movement of person I was aiming at, it nailed her right in the eye, that person, Mindy. As soon as it left my hand and saw her start turning I knew it was bad and I chased after it...of course it was a lot faster than me, but I was there to at least catch the volleys of punches that were to be thrown at me. she told me had it been anybody else she would have gone to a manager and gotten them written up..she hates it when I flick ice cubes so much...but did I learn my lesson..nope, as soon as she left the alley I was right back to it..it's always funny til someone gets hurt..then it's hilarious.
at the end of the night I finally was able to cash in on my free meal Matt had owed me..though when he saw what I ordered he thought I went a little overboard (Chicken alfredo pizza, sub caesar salad, tiramisu, with a boat of alfredo) whatever the total was only like twenty dollars, I've done a lot more damage than that before.i stuck around for just a bit, but I think Matt wanted me out of the building so I left..only to make a stop at the Subway over by my house...I felt bad because the sign was on but when I went in the place was completely cleaned, and there were a little upset to see me to say the least..I was just leaving when they told me it was alright and they ould make me a sandwich..I tried to not be a hastle, but they insisted and I made a quick and simple order, and even tipped the guy for allowing me to have a sandwich 15 minutes before they close..I didn't want to be that guy, but Subway sounded so good, and they talked me into it..even though I had an entire meal in my car...
however, back at my place I took a couple bites out of the pizza, ate some breadsticks, and called it a night for my appetite...soon afterwards TJ and Kourtney arrived...and then so did everyone else, like a train in came Hope, Drapper, Kintz, Leah, and shortly after Gay Mark Johnson...the place was packed. Now I didn't get off that easy..right before everyone marched in I was on the phone with a certain someone..and in light of everyone being over, us not getting to eat dinner together, and he "not" invited to my place she was upset, feeling like an afterthought friend...well I did invite her once everyone showed up..I had only expected the night to be just TJ and myself, but that changed quickly. regardless, out of spite and or principle she opted not to come over, and then I had to leave her and tend to my guests.
somehow the movie we were going to watch changed, and everybody wanted to watch something different..the original movie of the 25th Hour was replaced in the end by Swingers, ironically enough I had just commented on that movie to TJ an hour earlier..the movie was good, of course, minus the people randomly talking about god knows what over the movie, coffee was made, fun was had!
after the movie half the group peaced out..later we revealed to Gay Mark that it was I who shat on his doorstep. it was pretty much downhill after that..ok not really, but we all were getting very very tired, and it was like five in the morning, so we called it a night, everybody departing to their respective places of rest and me still left wondering if I am supposed to keep them as a trophy or just what...K and I have yet to talk and it's just getting awkward now.
"Wait, why does everyone think just because I had my dick in her once before I still talk to her to this day"
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Whoops...
*shoulder shrugged look*
I didn't do it, literally.....
So it was my day off, my first real day off to myself in a long time, no roadtrips, no crazed activities, no work....well, kinda...I did have some break in the day which I will use as my escape goat to place the blame on for not doing anything today...the activity was a CT Meeting at the OG.
However in all due respect I did appreciate the meeting, I wished it had been somewhat longer, going over such a huge topic, something I was just thinking about to myself in the past week. The meeting was going over how to properly approach someone and offer feedback, that was the main focus - a last snigbit was about receiving the feedback. Randy handed out some papers with helpful phrases and I genuinely think I will look them over, for once I thought that a meeting was not a waste of time - even without the food.
after the meeting I noticed my favorite crazy family walked in and was seated at 311, so naturally I went up and talked to them..engaging in what I knew would be a lengthy conversation I pulled up a chair and sat with them....had they not already had their entrees I probably would have ordered with them, HA. We talked til they finished up their meal, I finally was formally introduced to them, asking for their names, them knowing well what mine was. Sop it turns out the girls are going to Busch Gardens for the summer, as I am going to Cedar Point, funny little world. And every time they come into ther Olive Garden they are in to celebrate something, usually one of the girls winning some musical competition, amazing..
after work it was on over to Mindy's where I thought I would be doing my laundry, turns out I ended up help making canoles..and therefore reeking of oil.. from then on out the day was ruined..I ate a salad, got sucked into watching TV, even took a minor nap. Certain things were accomplished, mainly the printing out of papers for school and other documents...but I struggled even to make this blog post let alone others..and as for my letter to IU, well, you can find that on my harddrive as new.doc, yeah, really impressive - the past five years out of college I've been living as a snow storm.
I did return to mindy's to finish up my laundry, seeings how I was supposed to work at both establishments of work so I needed two uniforms, not the normal one. so while the laundry was being launderd we killed time by making a stop at the ATM, back to my place for the towels I forgot, and I bowl of hers from way back when. she started to talk about all this drama she is in the middle of and I didn't want anything of it, which made her upset because apparently it was more than drama, it was putting her in an awkward position and she just wanted someone to confide into, well I blew that one.
back at her place she made me watch Ice Age..I didn't find it to be as great as she made it out to be, it was just some lame feel good movie, maybe I missed something..and though I thought it ended quickly, by then it was late, I was passing out, and my last load was still in the dryer..I passed out.
"New message from: Chech Republic"
*shoulder shrugged look*
I didn't do it, literally.....
So it was my day off, my first real day off to myself in a long time, no roadtrips, no crazed activities, no work....well, kinda...I did have some break in the day which I will use as my escape goat to place the blame on for not doing anything today...the activity was a CT Meeting at the OG.
However in all due respect I did appreciate the meeting, I wished it had been somewhat longer, going over such a huge topic, something I was just thinking about to myself in the past week. The meeting was going over how to properly approach someone and offer feedback, that was the main focus - a last snigbit was about receiving the feedback. Randy handed out some papers with helpful phrases and I genuinely think I will look them over, for once I thought that a meeting was not a waste of time - even without the food.
after the meeting I noticed my favorite crazy family walked in and was seated at 311, so naturally I went up and talked to them..engaging in what I knew would be a lengthy conversation I pulled up a chair and sat with them....had they not already had their entrees I probably would have ordered with them, HA. We talked til they finished up their meal, I finally was formally introduced to them, asking for their names, them knowing well what mine was. Sop it turns out the girls are going to Busch Gardens for the summer, as I am going to Cedar Point, funny little world. And every time they come into ther Olive Garden they are in to celebrate something, usually one of the girls winning some musical competition, amazing..
after work it was on over to Mindy's where I thought I would be doing my laundry, turns out I ended up help making canoles..and therefore reeking of oil.. from then on out the day was ruined..I ate a salad, got sucked into watching TV, even took a minor nap. Certain things were accomplished, mainly the printing out of papers for school and other documents...but I struggled even to make this blog post let alone others..and as for my letter to IU, well, you can find that on my harddrive as new.doc, yeah, really impressive - the past five years out of college I've been living as a snow storm.
I did return to mindy's to finish up my laundry, seeings how I was supposed to work at both establishments of work so I needed two uniforms, not the normal one. so while the laundry was being launderd we killed time by making a stop at the ATM, back to my place for the towels I forgot, and I bowl of hers from way back when. she started to talk about all this drama she is in the middle of and I didn't want anything of it, which made her upset because apparently it was more than drama, it was putting her in an awkward position and she just wanted someone to confide into, well I blew that one.
back at her place she made me watch Ice Age..I didn't find it to be as great as she made it out to be, it was just some lame feel good movie, maybe I missed something..and though I thought it ended quickly, by then it was late, I was passing out, and my last load was still in the dryer..I passed out.
"New message from: Chech Republic"
Monday, April 24, 2006
Where is Everyone...
..and why do they suck?
this is not the note I want to leave on....
So it seems as if this place can get freaking crazy for one week, but once the seventh day arrives everyone cowers back to their desk to study for finals..which are not for another week. Ta hell wit this "Dead Week", the only thing that is dead to me are the people who were all about going out every frickin' day last week to get trashed, yet can't even follow through with the traditions implemented many a moons ago.
I ended up working somewhat of a double at the OG, only scheduled in the morning but towards the end of my shift Randy came up to me and asked what my plans were for this evening, I told him the same thing every Monday night Pinky - getting drunk on cheap margaritas followed by a night of comedy caravan. I told him that it didn't start til 8 so if he needed me for something it shouldn't be a problem, he was cool with it even telling me he would have me out of here no later than 8 for my hot date with the agave plant.
so I spent the night doing salad and breadsticks, which thank god it was a monday because not ever having done it before could be a little overwhelming on say some other night. I had a good time with it though, keeping up everything just as well - not to brag but some people even gave me compliments..that and I did win Ryan D's soul in a match of Paper, Rock, Scissors.
I didn't make it out of the OG at 8, I ended up sticking around a little bit past that because we were still on our little late rush, so by the time I was completely finished and my food was prepared I was out the door by 9...I had received a message from patty asking me to pick her up for MM, but that was at 7..and when I texted back, I even tried to call, there was no reply nor an answer..so I just made my way home, which was when I came upon the disgusting conclusion I smelt horrible..something about working that line area made me reek, so I needed to take a shower.
after the clean up it was time to meet up at Bear's for Comedy Caravan, I figured if Margaritas weren't possible tonight, the night would be salvaged with the Caravan..but the only other person to show was Darrell..and the place was packed. we both didn't feel like fighting our ways in, granted we would have been able to get in even had they sold out, but it seemed like the night was gonna be a complete loss. we tried to think of one last atempt to turn the tide, but we decided just ot call it a night and be on our own merry little ways.
I made a stop at Kroger and the Big Red, buying some Stellar Gin and two bottles of wine..I was ready to drink alone by that point..and it only got better when one of the girls I had been talking to for wwhatever reason to stay at her place, but I was invited over there for the evening..but by then I had lost my faith in the human race and was just in my little upset at the world and everything around me mood and really didn't feel it appropriate to go back out into public, rather be in the safe and comfortable confinedss of my own apartment.
I think shortly after I got on the phone and talked for an hour, which with the help of my displacement, put me to sleep.
"Jerks"
..and why do they suck?
this is not the note I want to leave on....
So it seems as if this place can get freaking crazy for one week, but once the seventh day arrives everyone cowers back to their desk to study for finals..which are not for another week. Ta hell wit this "Dead Week", the only thing that is dead to me are the people who were all about going out every frickin' day last week to get trashed, yet can't even follow through with the traditions implemented many a moons ago.
I ended up working somewhat of a double at the OG, only scheduled in the morning but towards the end of my shift Randy came up to me and asked what my plans were for this evening, I told him the same thing every Monday night Pinky - getting drunk on cheap margaritas followed by a night of comedy caravan. I told him that it didn't start til 8 so if he needed me for something it shouldn't be a problem, he was cool with it even telling me he would have me out of here no later than 8 for my hot date with the agave plant.
so I spent the night doing salad and breadsticks, which thank god it was a monday because not ever having done it before could be a little overwhelming on say some other night. I had a good time with it though, keeping up everything just as well - not to brag but some people even gave me compliments..that and I did win Ryan D's soul in a match of Paper, Rock, Scissors.
I didn't make it out of the OG at 8, I ended up sticking around a little bit past that because we were still on our little late rush, so by the time I was completely finished and my food was prepared I was out the door by 9...I had received a message from patty asking me to pick her up for MM, but that was at 7..and when I texted back, I even tried to call, there was no reply nor an answer..so I just made my way home, which was when I came upon the disgusting conclusion I smelt horrible..something about working that line area made me reek, so I needed to take a shower.
after the clean up it was time to meet up at Bear's for Comedy Caravan, I figured if Margaritas weren't possible tonight, the night would be salvaged with the Caravan..but the only other person to show was Darrell..and the place was packed. we both didn't feel like fighting our ways in, granted we would have been able to get in even had they sold out, but it seemed like the night was gonna be a complete loss. we tried to think of one last atempt to turn the tide, but we decided just ot call it a night and be on our own merry little ways.
I made a stop at Kroger and the Big Red, buying some Stellar Gin and two bottles of wine..I was ready to drink alone by that point..and it only got better when one of the girls I had been talking to for wwhatever reason to stay at her place, but I was invited over there for the evening..but by then I had lost my faith in the human race and was just in my little upset at the world and everything around me mood and really didn't feel it appropriate to go back out into public, rather be in the safe and comfortable confinedss of my own apartment.
I think shortly after I got on the phone and talked for an hour, which with the help of my displacement, put me to sleep.
"Jerks"
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Franz!!!!
..oh, and Death Cab
I think this was the fourth time in the past month I was in Chicago..more than any time last year....
Well let me tell you, today was an amazing crazy day..I wanted to wake up early to get some errands accomplished, well you know just as well as i do, that never happened...so i made my way on over to the OG, hoping to be clocked in early and leave early as well - there were 8 11:30's scheduled and only two people between open and then..so in reality i was trying to help them out. so i get there and i already don't want to be there..i see the managers all around mindy and i walk around them all and ask to be clocked in, as i turn the corner mindy says her usual, "was that a full sentence, let's try that again" remark..to which i snap back with, "why yes, 'can i be clocked in' is a full sentence last time i checked, though it may have poor grammer, needing to replace the 'can' with 'may', in today's world it gets the same message across.." ..at which time Matt the manager says not until 1130 when i am scheduled, unless they need me now, which thewy don't so not till 1130....and the way he said it i just went off..i flipped out, said fine and started to rip my apron off storming out, as i passed by the host stand i told them the managers wouldn't clock me in so i wasn't coming back..and if somebody would have been watching me they would have seen my whip out my phone as soon as i walked out the doors...yeah, i was calling in.
that didn't go over so well, Matt of course was the manager i had to talk to, he didn't understand why i wqas calling off, i didn't want to get into how i think he's a fucking assbag so i really didn't say much, silence is always the better option when negotiating..he told me that it would have to be documented and i told him to go for it, and as he was saying good bye i just hung up...
afterwards i got my oil changed, texted rachann to let her know we could leave whenever since i called off, and she had actually skipped class, so it was all good..we met up shortly later, me beating her to her house somehow even though she said she was ready, and then us backtracking to my place to get the tickets..but we were on the raod in no time.
i had to make a stop at the St. John police department to settle a dispute with them, and then we made our way over to Rockin' Red Robin to enjoy a nice pre-concert dinner. I was very much in the need for my terryioki chichen sandwich with steak fries and ranch..we had an appitizer of the buffolo wings which weren't that spicy, but makes your sinuses clear up whenever you would take them to a table...and i actually showed our waitress how to work the aloha system, she didn't know you could actually split up items into multiple pieces..amazing, that was one of the greatest things about Aloha!
so then it was onto the Aragon, we rocked out to such tunes as Aaron Carter, 2gether, and an Old School Pity Party CD, yeah. we made good time, only hitting traffic on apart of the LSD, but after that it was clear sailing. now parking was the other thing..we drove around for just a bit until we found a spot realitivly close..i started to walk south, rachann was heading north..this is where it gets good..i tell her i swore i just passed the Aragon on my left side, she tried to explain to me i did, but i had turned left three more times or something..which is how we started out going, but my last pass was with the Aragon on my left, we never turned, but we parked...so she put her faith in me and we walked..and as we were walking i was distracted by two things, a funny store name (i forget now but it had something to do with drugs and free or something) and this lady too big to fit into what she was wearing staring us down as we passed her...
now these distractions would end up being the reason for what was about to happen..so we kept walking south..and now i'm gathering the sense this is not the right direction...things look familiar, but only in passing, this is not where we are supposed to be heading..street names ring a familiar tone, all because they are close to where we should be, bbut not this way..so then Rachann is getting pissed, saying i have a horrible sense of direction getting us lost and she takes a right then starts walking north..we find the Riv and i know exactly where we are..but i'm trying to piece it together..i had started in beleiveing Rachann that we needed to walk north from my car, but it really didn't make sense..we went south quite a bit, and i knew we had gone down too far south on the one road, so who was right...
we got to the Aragon, got frisked, and got in...we made our pit stop because once we got to the front of the crwod there was no leaving out posts. we caught the end of the opening band, The Cribs..i couldn't get an accurate reading of the band, only catching their last song, their finale performance.i mean from what i saw it was good...but we didn't catch anything that led up to that...whatever, we moved up close to the front, closer than where we were a couple weeks ago.
Franz was next to play, which i thought was a horrible move on the part of the people in charge, and you'll see why. Now granted most of the bastards there were to see Death Cab, I wanted to see my Franz...so i was just happy to be as close as i was and catch the entire set. they played some new stuff, some of the more popular stuff from their new album, and one brand new song that i didn't even know, and of course they played their classics off the last album. in my opinion the only thing that could have made their set better is is they would have played "All for you Sophia", but they hit every other song, Matinee, Micheal, and they encored with This Fire...amazing. and one thing i especially liked was even though their light show wasn't huge, it was definitly well cherographed with the songs.
so then a minor break only to changed over the sets and it was time for Death Cab...so here's the deal - with Franz you got poppy music that gets people bouncing, dancing, rocking out, having an awesome time...so now that you got them all hyped up, you bring out..Death Cab? their slow piano melodies got the crowd to sway, and that's about as much movemnt you saw from anyone..laaaaaaaaame. the most movement from the crowd came from the girls standing by me when this really big guy just decided to spread apart the two girls and squeeze in front of them. i could not beleive what i just saw..but i was happy when i saw that the girls weren't going down without fight, they started bouncing around and wwould bounce right into the back of the guy - i thought he was gonna start throwing punches after that..then the girls devised up a little plan to squeeze their way back in, just as they were parted, they came in together in a classic pinchers move and slid in front of the guy, therefore pushing him back to where he belonged.
so the concert concluded soon enough and we were on our way out...but where to go...we felt it as the safest bet just to travel back the same way we came in, even though it seemed like a lot of backtracking. so we walked down and around and came back up, and well what do you know, i was right the entire time...we had parked just north of the Aragon with it on my left side as the last landmark i remembered, incredible. it seems as if the drug store was right there on the corner, as i looked to my left at that building, the Aragon was on my right, i crossed the street none the wiser..as for Rachann not noticing the huge Aragon Sign to our rights..beats me
so we get to the car and we are thirsty, so i find the first conveinance mart which seemed to be a little bit out of the way..we get in, grab our goods, and the clerk is all friendly, asking us things, talking, but then he asks how the concert was..and Rachann and i both don't verbalize this til we leave, but are thinking how does the guy behind the counter know we were just at the concert..i mean we were only buying waters, we didn't have on any band propoganda on, it was really wierd..so as we get out i pull out onto the road and the em effing Aragon was two blocks away..
we didn't maker any stops at any bars, we both weren't up for it really...and i just drove back...i did make a stop at the truckstop in Lowell so i could take a little nap...i woke up an hour or so later feeling great, but shortly after getting on the road i was frickin' tired..i knew i couldn't take another nap so i pushed myslef to stay awake, telling myself i would consider naps at different checkpoints...i tried to keep myself awake, but it wa a drive, quasi-alone, with a bit of sleep, so my mind was all over the place..and i knew sleep was the only thing that was going to clear it, especially of the horrible thoughts it was conjuring up in there. at one point it was so bad i told myself after i filled up at the Flying J at the 37 - 465 junction i was going to go to sleep no matter what.
Well things changed when i got to the Flying J..I filled up and was damn determined to make it home...i do remember at one ponint during the drive that Rachann told me if I needed her to drive she would..then she rolled over and went to sleep..made it back to bloomington, i passed out as soon as i got home, and there you have it.
..oh, and Death Cab
I think this was the fourth time in the past month I was in Chicago..more than any time last year....
Well let me tell you, today was an amazing crazy day..I wanted to wake up early to get some errands accomplished, well you know just as well as i do, that never happened...so i made my way on over to the OG, hoping to be clocked in early and leave early as well - there were 8 11:30's scheduled and only two people between open and then..so in reality i was trying to help them out. so i get there and i already don't want to be there..i see the managers all around mindy and i walk around them all and ask to be clocked in, as i turn the corner mindy says her usual, "was that a full sentence, let's try that again" remark..to which i snap back with, "why yes, 'can i be clocked in' is a full sentence last time i checked, though it may have poor grammer, needing to replace the 'can' with 'may', in today's world it gets the same message across.." ..at which time Matt the manager says not until 1130 when i am scheduled, unless they need me now, which thewy don't so not till 1130....and the way he said it i just went off..i flipped out, said fine and started to rip my apron off storming out, as i passed by the host stand i told them the managers wouldn't clock me in so i wasn't coming back..and if somebody would have been watching me they would have seen my whip out my phone as soon as i walked out the doors...yeah, i was calling in.
that didn't go over so well, Matt of course was the manager i had to talk to, he didn't understand why i wqas calling off, i didn't want to get into how i think he's a fucking assbag so i really didn't say much, silence is always the better option when negotiating..he told me that it would have to be documented and i told him to go for it, and as he was saying good bye i just hung up...
afterwards i got my oil changed, texted rachann to let her know we could leave whenever since i called off, and she had actually skipped class, so it was all good..we met up shortly later, me beating her to her house somehow even though she said she was ready, and then us backtracking to my place to get the tickets..but we were on the raod in no time.
i had to make a stop at the St. John police department to settle a dispute with them, and then we made our way over to Rockin' Red Robin to enjoy a nice pre-concert dinner. I was very much in the need for my terryioki chichen sandwich with steak fries and ranch..we had an appitizer of the buffolo wings which weren't that spicy, but makes your sinuses clear up whenever you would take them to a table...and i actually showed our waitress how to work the aloha system, she didn't know you could actually split up items into multiple pieces..amazing, that was one of the greatest things about Aloha!
so then it was onto the Aragon, we rocked out to such tunes as Aaron Carter, 2gether, and an Old School Pity Party CD, yeah. we made good time, only hitting traffic on apart of the LSD, but after that it was clear sailing. now parking was the other thing..we drove around for just a bit until we found a spot realitivly close..i started to walk south, rachann was heading north..this is where it gets good..i tell her i swore i just passed the Aragon on my left side, she tried to explain to me i did, but i had turned left three more times or something..which is how we started out going, but my last pass was with the Aragon on my left, we never turned, but we parked...so she put her faith in me and we walked..and as we were walking i was distracted by two things, a funny store name (i forget now but it had something to do with drugs and free or something) and this lady too big to fit into what she was wearing staring us down as we passed her...
now these distractions would end up being the reason for what was about to happen..so we kept walking south..and now i'm gathering the sense this is not the right direction...things look familiar, but only in passing, this is not where we are supposed to be heading..street names ring a familiar tone, all because they are close to where we should be, bbut not this way..so then Rachann is getting pissed, saying i have a horrible sense of direction getting us lost and she takes a right then starts walking north..we find the Riv and i know exactly where we are..but i'm trying to piece it together..i had started in beleiveing Rachann that we needed to walk north from my car, but it really didn't make sense..we went south quite a bit, and i knew we had gone down too far south on the one road, so who was right...
we got to the Aragon, got frisked, and got in...we made our pit stop because once we got to the front of the crwod there was no leaving out posts. we caught the end of the opening band, The Cribs..i couldn't get an accurate reading of the band, only catching their last song, their finale performance.i mean from what i saw it was good...but we didn't catch anything that led up to that...whatever, we moved up close to the front, closer than where we were a couple weeks ago.
Franz was next to play, which i thought was a horrible move on the part of the people in charge, and you'll see why. Now granted most of the bastards there were to see Death Cab, I wanted to see my Franz...so i was just happy to be as close as i was and catch the entire set. they played some new stuff, some of the more popular stuff from their new album, and one brand new song that i didn't even know, and of course they played their classics off the last album. in my opinion the only thing that could have made their set better is is they would have played "All for you Sophia", but they hit every other song, Matinee, Micheal, and they encored with This Fire...amazing. and one thing i especially liked was even though their light show wasn't huge, it was definitly well cherographed with the songs.
so then a minor break only to changed over the sets and it was time for Death Cab...so here's the deal - with Franz you got poppy music that gets people bouncing, dancing, rocking out, having an awesome time...so now that you got them all hyped up, you bring out..Death Cab? their slow piano melodies got the crowd to sway, and that's about as much movemnt you saw from anyone..laaaaaaaaame. the most movement from the crowd came from the girls standing by me when this really big guy just decided to spread apart the two girls and squeeze in front of them. i could not beleive what i just saw..but i was happy when i saw that the girls weren't going down without fight, they started bouncing around and wwould bounce right into the back of the guy - i thought he was gonna start throwing punches after that..then the girls devised up a little plan to squeeze their way back in, just as they were parted, they came in together in a classic pinchers move and slid in front of the guy, therefore pushing him back to where he belonged.
so the concert concluded soon enough and we were on our way out...but where to go...we felt it as the safest bet just to travel back the same way we came in, even though it seemed like a lot of backtracking. so we walked down and around and came back up, and well what do you know, i was right the entire time...we had parked just north of the Aragon with it on my left side as the last landmark i remembered, incredible. it seems as if the drug store was right there on the corner, as i looked to my left at that building, the Aragon was on my right, i crossed the street none the wiser..as for Rachann not noticing the huge Aragon Sign to our rights..beats me
so we get to the car and we are thirsty, so i find the first conveinance mart which seemed to be a little bit out of the way..we get in, grab our goods, and the clerk is all friendly, asking us things, talking, but then he asks how the concert was..and Rachann and i both don't verbalize this til we leave, but are thinking how does the guy behind the counter know we were just at the concert..i mean we were only buying waters, we didn't have on any band propoganda on, it was really wierd..so as we get out i pull out onto the road and the em effing Aragon was two blocks away..
we didn't maker any stops at any bars, we both weren't up for it really...and i just drove back...i did make a stop at the truckstop in Lowell so i could take a little nap...i woke up an hour or so later feeling great, but shortly after getting on the road i was frickin' tired..i knew i couldn't take another nap so i pushed myslef to stay awake, telling myself i would consider naps at different checkpoints...i tried to keep myself awake, but it wa a drive, quasi-alone, with a bit of sleep, so my mind was all over the place..and i knew sleep was the only thing that was going to clear it, especially of the horrible thoughts it was conjuring up in there. at one point it was so bad i told myself after i filled up at the Flying J at the 37 - 465 junction i was going to go to sleep no matter what.
Well things changed when i got to the Flying J..I filled up and was damn determined to make it home...i do remember at one ponint during the drive that Rachann told me if I needed her to drive she would..then she rolled over and went to sleep..made it back to bloomington, i passed out as soon as i got home, and there you have it.
Monday, April 17, 2006
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
What a fucked up day....
if there was any rhyme or reason to this day, please, I would love to be on the in with it. I woke up before any of my alarms went off, like really earlier, and I just laid there trying to go back to sleep..with random intervals here and there...my dreams were definitely fucked up and didn't make me feel any bit good about being alive..but somehow I managed to get out of bed.
went to work..it was completely not worth my time...three tables, eleven dollars, and two hours later I was out the door...Mindy had been the one who picked up Darrell's shift, so I had to be around her - she tried talking to me, but I really didn't want any part of it - I actually didn't want to have anything to do with anyone..mindy was trying to get me to have lunch with her, but I left without anyone seeing me and made my way home
if there was any rhyme or reason to this day, please, I would love to be on the in with it. I woke up before any of my alarms went off, like really earlier, and I just laid there trying to go back to sleep..with random intervals here and there...my dreams were definitely fucked up and didn't make me feel any bit good about being alive..but somehow I managed to get out of bed.
went to work..it was completely not worth my time...three tables, eleven dollars, and two hours later I was out the door...Mindy had been the one who picked up Darrell's shift, so I had to be around her - she tried talking to me, but I really didn't want any part of it - I actually didn't want to have anything to do with anyone..mindy was trying to get me to have lunch with her, but I left without anyone seeing me and made my way home
Friday, April 07, 2006
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Many Emotions...
Many Decisions...
at the rate this is going, I'm gonna die before I can get on the right path..
So it's been hitting me lately, thee feelings, this actuality I came face to face with...they come sporadically, when the hit they are intense, but they leave just as random as they arrived. when it happens I am overwhelmed with so many emotions, so many decisions leading into different emotions, and the one recurring love that makes it's move - it's like there's a huge crowd, maybe a party to some, a riot to others..and then there's just this wallflower not really participating in the activities..you've forgotten all about him, and when everyone else has gotten as loud as they can possible get, this one thought, idea, emotion stands up and lets out a loud cry, silencing all that is around for miles; and you sit there, no emotion has ever come close to that one right there, and you're left with it.
I worked at the OG today, funny I almost typed in ALCO, go figure...I woke up at the time I should have been clocking in..for some reason my alarms were set, they just never went off. I called in, letting them know what was going on, though I mistakenly said I was working for Krystal when it was in all actuality April...I get out to my car, remembering where I parked it and cursed myself for not moving it like my intentions were last night..I was parked in the yellow but somehow managed to slip past getting a ticket..but had I moved the car last night I probably would have saved me some trouble this morning..I forgot to roll up the windows and by morning present it was raining.
work was alright, pretty much dead, which is surprising since it was raining - business is usually better when it's storming out. I sold a bottle of wine and that's all that mattered, pushing me to the next level and keeping an edge on my competition. I related the news of my departure for Sandusky to Matt the manager, and told him his decision for bartender would be a lot easier with my absence, he agreed.
after work I made my way on over to the Hilton to help open Coaches..I've only worked for a restaurant for one grand opening, and this pales in comparison..the disorganization is mind-blowing, the lack of training is outstanding..I'm not sure whether or not to take it all seriously..and to be honest, I really haven't. this was my first day but I felt it comfortable enough to give them asshole Jason, making remarks and stupid comments whenever "appropriate". so that was all fun.
I made my way over to Target to buy some Totes, figure it's better than boxes, least plastic won't rot away in a storage unit. on my way down the main aisle, dragging totes behind me I heard a familiar voice call out to me, it was Pete. we talked for a good while about everything, how the band was doing, what everyone has been up to, it was good..and then we parted, I returned home and cooked a deep dish pizza, got to get everything out of the fridge in a month.
and as I type this I have a strange monologue in my head, the way I am dictating this to my fingers is in some sort of different accent, not even accent but tone, it's just all different...
C: Hey, why is it I get ragged on for dating and hitting on all these employees when you do just the same if not more..
J: I've gone out on dates with employees?
C: Yeah, what about Katie, you ..
J: Never went on a date with her..
C: And then there was Andrea
J: She asked me t hang out with her.
C: Oh right, well fine, I got you with Mindy, you dated her!
J: Fuck you it just happened, we never dated, and fuck you for mentioning it.
Many Decisions...
at the rate this is going, I'm gonna die before I can get on the right path..
So it's been hitting me lately, thee feelings, this actuality I came face to face with...they come sporadically, when the hit they are intense, but they leave just as random as they arrived. when it happens I am overwhelmed with so many emotions, so many decisions leading into different emotions, and the one recurring love that makes it's move - it's like there's a huge crowd, maybe a party to some, a riot to others..and then there's just this wallflower not really participating in the activities..you've forgotten all about him, and when everyone else has gotten as loud as they can possible get, this one thought, idea, emotion stands up and lets out a loud cry, silencing all that is around for miles; and you sit there, no emotion has ever come close to that one right there, and you're left with it.
I worked at the OG today, funny I almost typed in ALCO, go figure...I woke up at the time I should have been clocking in..for some reason my alarms were set, they just never went off. I called in, letting them know what was going on, though I mistakenly said I was working for Krystal when it was in all actuality April...I get out to my car, remembering where I parked it and cursed myself for not moving it like my intentions were last night..I was parked in the yellow but somehow managed to slip past getting a ticket..but had I moved the car last night I probably would have saved me some trouble this morning..I forgot to roll up the windows and by morning present it was raining.
work was alright, pretty much dead, which is surprising since it was raining - business is usually better when it's storming out. I sold a bottle of wine and that's all that mattered, pushing me to the next level and keeping an edge on my competition. I related the news of my departure for Sandusky to Matt the manager, and told him his decision for bartender would be a lot easier with my absence, he agreed.
after work I made my way on over to the Hilton to help open Coaches..I've only worked for a restaurant for one grand opening, and this pales in comparison..the disorganization is mind-blowing, the lack of training is outstanding..I'm not sure whether or not to take it all seriously..and to be honest, I really haven't. this was my first day but I felt it comfortable enough to give them asshole Jason, making remarks and stupid comments whenever "appropriate". so that was all fun.
I made my way over to Target to buy some Totes, figure it's better than boxes, least plastic won't rot away in a storage unit. on my way down the main aisle, dragging totes behind me I heard a familiar voice call out to me, it was Pete. we talked for a good while about everything, how the band was doing, what everyone has been up to, it was good..and then we parted, I returned home and cooked a deep dish pizza, got to get everything out of the fridge in a month.
and as I type this I have a strange monologue in my head, the way I am dictating this to my fingers is in some sort of different accent, not even accent but tone, it's just all different...
C: Hey, why is it I get ragged on for dating and hitting on all these employees when you do just the same if not more..
J: I've gone out on dates with employees?
C: Yeah, what about Katie, you ..
J: Never went on a date with her..
C: And then there was Andrea
J: She asked me t hang out with her.
C: Oh right, well fine, I got you with Mindy, you dated her!
J: Fuck you it just happened, we never dated, and fuck you for mentioning it.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Daylight Saving Time....
..yeah, there is no S, bastards...
And I thought I would never have to move the clock hands ever again....
So yeah, for the first time since..I don't even know, some 49 years, maybe more...we are switching the hour ahead one...this is crazy...I moved here because I was tired of changing my clocks every six or so months..I mean really...and I was always really cool to go somewhere, like back home to the region and make it in an hour and a half...but have it take three and a half hours to get back....this is good shit
so the bill was passed and Indiana is now normal..thank god. and you know what actually..another bill was passed that will changed that date we change the clocks...it used to be the first Sunday in April and something in October..but now it's going to be in March and November...crazy shit..
as normal as it is to change the clocks, I'm gonna have to get used to this hour ahead thing..which will make the transition to Michigan a lot easier....
"Our time is running out...and I'm not drowning fast enough"
..yeah, there is no S, bastards...
And I thought I would never have to move the clock hands ever again....
So yeah, for the first time since..I don't even know, some 49 years, maybe more...we are switching the hour ahead one...this is crazy...I moved here because I was tired of changing my clocks every six or so months..I mean really...and I was always really cool to go somewhere, like back home to the region and make it in an hour and a half...but have it take three and a half hours to get back....this is good shit
so the bill was passed and Indiana is now normal..thank god. and you know what actually..another bill was passed that will changed that date we change the clocks...it used to be the first Sunday in April and something in October..but now it's going to be in March and November...crazy shit..
as normal as it is to change the clocks, I'm gonna have to get used to this hour ahead thing..which will make the transition to Michigan a lot easier....
"Our time is running out...and I'm not drowning fast enough"
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